Next kiriban: 30,000
The tiny import section of the tiny import store in my tiny town got in some amazing stock. PUFF PASTRY. For the first time in almost 2 years, I have PASTRY. Sure, it costs $5 for less than 2 full sheets, but don't you understand? With pastry I can make pies and chutney sausages and sausage rolls and QUICHE. Oh sweet precious quiche, how I've missed you! I did a surprisingly good job of throwing the recipe together from memory. Thus far, the quiche has been EPIC.
Before you suggest it, yes, I know you can simply MAKE sheet pastry. But if you'd seen the size of my kitchen, you'd realise that's not really an option. PSA:
April 4th is Heath Legend's birthday, so if you're going to stage any kind of a wake, Friday night is the time to do it. My sister and I will be in mourning, by means of watching 10 Things I hate About You
(the ultimate highschool laugh-even-though-you've-seen-it-a-hundred-times movie) and drowning our sorrows in alcohol, in completely separate countries. I'm also making quiche and sausage rolls, of course, because it's The Australian Way.
I just finished reading The Hours
, which is quite possibly the best book I've ever read, almost indescribably so. It took me entirely off-guard to note that this book about three unremarkably remarkable women was written by a man. The way he carries their voices, the privacies of their innermost thoughts, the dirty, aching, desperate pleas within themselves that are embarrassing even for the reader to admit to sharing - it's alarming. So many of these thoughts and desires and broken hopes seem like something unique and secret, separated from the world and humanity at large. To think that this man has understood and captured such feminine turmoil so expressively makes me wonder and despair that perhaps humanity is more connected than I imagine. I then find myself feeling incredibly close-minded for thinking this way about a male novelist with extraordinary talent and insight.
- A-chan =^o.o^=
Artists whose existance in the physical realm I can personally confirm:
Artists that I believe in anyway:
Clubs that bludgeoned me and gave me a t-shirt: